Seven innate orifices, a powerful blow.

The old man in sackcloth, the roar of the mad dragon, was so shocking and terrifying. The fire attribute spiritual energy that exploded wildly on his body gave people the feeling of a burning volcano.

But Lin Yun ignored him and shattered the opponent's energy.

In a more violent and ferocious manner, he faced him fiercely without looking back.

Two figures were approaching each other in the air, one of them was as hot as a violent volcano, exuding a faint trace of dragon power.

On the other side, the clothes are fluttering, the long hair is fluttering, and the body is like purple jade, blooming with a faint glistening light, delicate and clear.

Click, click, click!

The momentum of the two parties surged in the air, constantly colliding, and bursts of crisp sounds broke out.

"Lin Yun's momentum... is actually completely real, and even a little stronger."

"It's unbelievable. As soon as he took that step, the aura on his body was soaring. He seemed to be close to a strong man who was halfway through the entrance."

"It has already begun to crush Mr. Wang's momentum!"

"It looks a bit like the Hunyuan Sect's Dragon Tiger Fist..."

"Dragon and tiger are powerful?"

In everyone's surprised and confused gazes, Lin Yun's Leiyan battle body, surrounded by the power of dragons and tigers, crazily crushed Mr. Wang's momentum.

By the time the fists were exchanged, Mr. Wang's momentum had dropped to the bottom.

Amidst the shocking loud noise, the fiery air waves were like magma erupting and surging endlessly.

Lin Yun was pushed back by the huge force, knelt down on one knee, and landed on the lotus platform again.

A faint trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The moment he raised his head, the delicate face under the long hair showed a faint smile.

Rub rub rub rub!

The old man in sackcloth fell to the ground and retreated wildly. When he finally stood firm, his throat vomited out a large mouthful of blood.

This powerful confrontation, relying on the physical advantage of the Thunder Flame Battle Body, actually caused the old man in sackcloth to suffer a big loss.

"Seven innate orifices..."

Lin Yun's eyes showed a trace of ridicule. These seven innate orifices did not seem to be so powerful.

The thunder flame battle body is more terrifying than I imagined.

Click, click, click!

Lin Yun moved his tibia, and all the bones in his body suddenly crackled like fried beans.

The purple jade light on his body became more and more intense, making people's hearts tremble with fear.

Bang!

With his palm on the ground, he clapped with one hand and rose into the air. Lin Yun fell down and launched a counterattack.

"Recovering so quickly?"

A flash of horror flashed in the eyes of the old man in sackcloth. He didn't expect that Lin Yun would take a slap from him. He would gain the strength so quickly to launch a counterattack again.

Lin Yun's surging fist light just now contained sword power, which had not been completely consumed in his body.

"I don't believe you can hold on forever!"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the old man in sackcloth. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.

The techniques practiced by the two of them both contained violent fire-attributed spiritual energy, and they both had violent tempers.

In mid-air, as soon as they made contact, they started to fight wildly.

Bang bang bang!

However, in the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than a dozen punches. The punches hit the flesh, and the sound was like thunder. Neither of them was willing to give up until their true energy was exhausted.

But gradually, everyone tasted something unusual.

While fighting in the air, Lin Yun was still able to move around, constantly changing his position.

The softness generated during the bombardment of fists and feet made Lin Yun like a nimble swallow.

Surrounding the old man in sackcloth, fists continued to fall.

It seemed that the two of them were fighting each other without sparing any effort, using force against force, but in fact it was Lin Yun who suppressed the old man in sackcloth and took advantage of him.

"Strong and soft at the same time?"

"What kind of monster is this kid? He actually mastered the most difficult technique in the fierce boxing technique."

"Looking at this proficiency, I'm afraid I have mastered it for a long time."

"What a monster. Mrs. Wang is at a disadvantage because she can't display her strength at all!"

First, he perfected the Thunder Flame Combat Body, and then the Dragon-Tiger Fist, and now even the secret of combining strength and softness has been revealed.

Lin Yun's trump cards one after another made everyone a little confused.

During the fierce fight, the old man in sackcloth suddenly spit out blood, and the sword power accumulated in his body could no longer be suppressed.

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, he seized the opportunity and punched the opponent in the chest like lightning.

"Don't even think about feeling better, Crazy Dragon Diamond!"

But after all, he was a strong man with seven innate apertures. Before he was seriously injured, he hit Lin Yun with a killing move.

Bang!

The light of his fist spun like a hurricane and struck Lin Yun's heart. The purple jade light on his body immediately shone.

Whoops!

The two figures separated at the same time, and Lin Yun fell onto the lotus platform. His body was covered with purple jade light, like dots of sparkling light, which dispersed crazily.

Damn...

Cursing secretly in his heart, the old man in Mai gave the last blow and broke his thunder flame battle body!

"Thunder Flame's battle body is broken!"

Whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, many red-eyed innate warriors came towards him like a tide without any consideration.

The world is so cruel. If you reveal your flaws and secretly stare at ghosts and monsters, they will immediately appear one after another.

"Looks like I don't need to take action anymore."

The old man in red from the Xueyun Sect looked at the many casual cultivators rushing toward Lin Yun like a tide, and he laughed ferociously.

The Thunder Flame Battle Body is Lin Yun's biggest support. Without this powerful physical body, he might not even be able to receive a palm from the old man in sackcloth.

Now that the battle body is broken, facing so many sieges, death is inevitable.

"Now, you don't even have the chance to sacrifice the treasure..." Xue Tu said with a cold expression and a faint smile.

This group of red-eyed casual cultivators were almost like poisonous snakes, staring at Lin Yun.

Just when he showed his flaw and swarmed him, ordinary people couldn't react in time. What's more, it was Lin Yun who had just been injured by the old man in sackcloth!

Buzz!

But at this moment, a sword cry suddenly rang out between heaven and earth. It was as clear as wind chimes, as deafening as thunder, and it was out of control...

The disciples of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion all looked sideways and looked over at the same time.

Even Bai Lixuan, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes slightly at this moment. The look in his eyes was as sharp as a sword's light, and he muttered: "Is there anyone in Qingyang County who has mastered the sword's will?"

Bang!

Dozens of casual cultivators flying towards him were immediately thrown away by the burst of sword power.

While everyone was in shock and confusion, the casual cultivators who were attacking Lin Yun in an overwhelming manner let out horrific screams.

Wishes of purple sword light appeared from the sky, piercing through the bodies of innate warriors.

Looking through the exploded crowd, he could only see the young man with his long hair dancing wildly on the lotus platform. His delicate face was filled with endless murderous intent. With a snap of his fingers, wisps of sword light shot out from his fingertips.

Condensing Qi into light, snapping your fingers and hurting people!

"It's not that easy to kill me?"

Lin Yun's face was cold, his eyes were cold, and the sword box popped open. With a wave of his hand, he took hold of the Flower Burial Sword and pulled it out.

Lei Yin's sword technique, the wind howled like thunder, and the sword light in his hand fell out mercilessly. For a moment, blood splashed into the rainbow, and the sword danced like a painting.

The casual cultivator who was injured by the divine sword had no time to retreat, and was cut down by the terrifying sword moves that roared like thunder.

Swish, swish, swish!

Blood dripped with blood, and broken limbs fell in dense clusters like flying snow.

The people behind were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they all retreated in panic.

When they landed, they looked extremely frightened and took a deep breath.
To be continued...